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the corner all emotional and mushy
Put my dick on her tongue, glowstick in her pussy
And

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - MURS]
Alright I had a dancer named Candy stripper
turn around and get down on they knees
Me, I'm screamin' in the house I just won by three
So when I run out on the porch to tell the homies come and see
La vie vient do palier 
Le vent vient de la cour 
Ma chambre est habitee par des secrets d'amour 
A la tete do lit deux tables de chevet une avec
a basement
"We're so in love!" 
They giggled to the nation 
La la la la

Three minute millionaire they said
The numbers rattled round his head
They spun
2, 3
やがて Come to me
そうなるがままに単純に
レトロな空気 そう寄り添うように
泣きぬれた One Night
終わんない Story
踊った 揺れた天使もうくたくた
まだ続いた Music La-La by La-La
次第にくずれてゆくいたいけな姿
You need to be,
Nous : moi; le Philosophe et l'esthète, aimons
qu'un
Soif à ce point ça n'se fass' point

Mais v' t'y pas ...Qu' à dix pas
Je vois des mûr's
Aesop Rock - The Tugboat Complex Pt. 3

I could make 'em all dance, or I could sleep
I could walk with a limp and make your step feel incomplete
La vie vient du palier
Le vent vient de la cour
Ma chambre est habitee
Par des secrets d'amour
A la tete du lit
Deux tables de chevet
Une avec
on the side of me 
leap if you think sweet 
shit's deep, infamously 
now check the family 
Prodigy, H-A-V-O-see, Ty Nitty, Godfather pt. 3, Gambino, Face,
said my friends are boring
You said my house is small
You like it fifty stories high
You like livin' tall

You hate the L.A. freeways
You hate
are boring
You said my house is small
You like it fifty stories high
You like livin' tall
You hate the L.A. freeways
You hate the L.A. smog
You
million stories 



8 million stories (x12) 



(verse three Kurtis Blow) 



Fresh kid and the stories complete 

Born on a dim lit ghetto
Standin' on the ground, 3 stories high
The deepest bass and the real fresh high
So step off your throne; they're on the loose
The DJ's from Miami with all
la la la la la la
So I was just a shy girl from Halton Brook
I'd always write all my dreams down in my story book
We didn't have many pennies, used
a story? 

Hell yeah! 

Me too! 

Yes Hunnie I'm a tell you a story 
About the bad ass Eazy E 
He was drinkin' whiskey and gin at the age of three
son met la pression, comme être la cible d'un drive by
Frelon j'te dis bye bye, faut que j'fasse d'la maille maille
On bicrave tout même des apparts'
colors
Tick tacks on round wire
Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines

Late, by act of Congress and blue all the way to Forest Park
And this
a tune, so alone he composes

A bittersweet ditty in the 3rd person


So why star in your fictional stories?

Why try to deny your criminals and thieves?
in the 3rd person
So why star in your fictional stories?
Why try to deny your criminal and thieves?
Go ahead Paint By Number
Phony fake I.D.'s
Burn it
at checkstand 3
She's pagin me, let me think quick
Let 10 minutes fly by, called her back and fronted like I'm sick
She leaves messages I never return
I'm not
[Don Omar] 
Saquen los habanos, que se juntaron el boricua why el cubano, my life's en la mano, 

(Chorus) 
Scandalous (2x), so bad for me (2x),
to tell, peep
Sometimes I walk around strapped, nigga
I got another gang story to tell, peep

South Central L.A. is the gang capital of the world
Where
Im a stylelist of a star cause I style myself
And im dancin with the stars,dancin by myself
I was lost so I had to go an find myself
You can take
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And I drank like twenty glasses a day.

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